Hell's war

Hell's war Looking towards the horizon , Watching the war machines
gather,At the field of battle ,Where legends are made,And lives are
ended,The soilders stand before the oncoming storm,Bracing
themselves for combat,No time for fear, no time for mercy,Charge
head long into the deathy smoke that flames of war produced,Hell
has risened from the bowls of the earth,To conquer all the
righteous that stand before them,The songs and screams of war shall
sing,As arrows and bullets fly, Blood will spill and soak the soil
,And rivers shall turn crimson,For this day is the day of hell's
war,And nobody escapes its wrath.